The noise attracted the attention of all the cadets in the vicinity, and soon they gathered around the teacher.
“What’s the matter?”
“Old Crabtree is taking a snow bath for his health.”
“Where did all that snow come from?”
“Major Ruddy, can you explain this?” demanded the assistant teacher, turning angrily to Jack.
“No, sir, I cannot,” was the answer.
“I was going to enter this dormitory when down came this snow, almost burying me alive!”
“I am sorry, Mr. Crabtree.”
“It is outrageous—villainous! Somebody is responsible!”
“I am not. I know nothing about the snow.”